I wrote this secret weeks ago…

I wrote this secret weeks ago...

I wrote this secret weeks ago…

I wish my grandparents died so my dad could be free

I know I am bad…

 

…my grandmother died yesterday.

2 Comments on “I wrote this secret weeks ago…

  1.  by  Wordgirl

    I wished my dad would die when he had cancer. Everytime I mixed his morphine cocktail, he couldn’t swallow anything but liquids, I thought of mixing too much into the juice; I didn’t. I want to, to ease my mom’s suffering. I completly understand. When he died, I was so glad I had all the time we had with him and so guilty for wanting to overdose him. But not really. Watching some die is so hard; watching someone you love die a little each day as the care for the other is harder. The other person has to live on…

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